"Positive energy, we need positive energy! Lots of positive energy! ”

The sonorous and powerful voice of the martial arts old man echoed in the virtual space, and Su Yang almost couldn't help but ask him: Did you just come back from a meeting in the capital?

Obviously, this is impossible, but the tone of the martial arts old man is quite urgent.

The Jedi Quest has already been formed, and if you want to reverse it, it is not enough to rely on the executor, that is, Su Yang's hard work in the Wen Ruian World Quest, and it is also extremely difficult. On the one hand, maintain a balance in the world of Wen Rui'an, try to slow down the spread of negative martial arts factors, but the most important thing is to strengthen the positive martial arts factors in the other world.

The voice of the old man of martial arts echoed in the space, like a fanatical war-like element.

"Wait until other martial arts worlds become harmonious societies, have a lot of positive energy, suppress the negative energy of the Jedi dungeon, and then you enter the real Jedi dungeon, kill all sides, and solve the problem fundamentally!"

Su Yang wanted to call his face even more.

Wuxia was unaware of it, and continued: "Specifically, the so-called positive martial arts factor does not conflict with what you did before, and it can be summed up in four words, which is called upholding justice!" ”

"I'm not Ultraman." Su Yang said.

"But the little monster does have to die, so you can kill the little monster even if you're not Ultraman." After Wuxia finished speaking, he paused and added: "And the little monster dropped the equipment." ”

"What if it's not a little monster?" Su Yang asked.

"A little monster isn't a little monster, what could it be?" The old man of martial arts asked rhetorically.

"Maybe I saw a little tail and pulled it out of the hole by tugging at the tail, only to find out that it wasn't a little monster at all, but a dragon." Su Yang said: "A big dragon, a big green dragon, even if I am Ultraman, I can't withstand the bite of this big green dragon, if I am bitten to death, who will deal with those little monsters in the future?" ”

The old martial arts man Huo Huohuo laughed loudly, and his voice shook so much that the entire martial arts space seemed to tremble.

"You're such a smart fellow." The old man of martial arts said: "Yes, the so-called positive energy, the best way to obtain it, in the ancient dragon world, is to deal with this Blue Dragon Society, anyway, you haven't been against them before, what are you afraid of?" ”

"It's not that I'm afraid." Su Yang shook his head and said: "There was no direct conflict between me and the Green Dragon Society before, and I listened to your meaning, it seems that I want to find out what to do with the Green Dragon or even copy him, this is not the same thing at all, once the Green Dragon Society regards me as the number one target, and uses the overall strength to deal with me, I will immediately die without even the scum, I still have this self-knowledge." ”

"The rice should be eaten one bite at a time, and the road should be walked step by step, the steps are too big, and it is easy to pull the eggs." Su Yang concluded.

"It's not a problem, in the ancient dragon world, my setting can still play a role." Wu Xia said: "Besides, you forgot that old friend of yours, with him, it is impossible for the Blue Dragon Society to use all its jīng power against you." ”

"My old friend" Su Yang frowned slightly and muttered, "He may be anxious himself, how can he have the kung fu to take care of me." ”

"Then you're going to have to help him!"

After Wu Xia finished speaking, he waved his hand casually, and a light gate with distorted light appeared in the space.

The war of words is just to adjust the mood, and what should be done has to be done. Su Yang shook his head and raised one foot to step into the distorted light.

Before the other foot was raised, Su Yang suddenly stopped, turned around and raised his fist towards the martial arts old man with a smile: "Last time, I saw that your face was sunken in, as if you were beaten by someone, I have the opportunity and want to try this feeling." ”

"Let's talk about your strength about Seven." The old man of martial arts also grinned.

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly realize that he had said something that he shouldn't have said, and he suddenly closed his mouth.

"It turns out that when the martial arts reach a certain level, they can really beat you." Su Yang laughed, and his other foot also strode into the light.

A flash of light flashed, Su Yang was gone, and only Su Yang's proud voice was left in the huge space, "I will work hard!" ”

"Why was this kid tricked, could it be that he was punched and injured his brain?" The old man of martial arts muttered to himself depressedly.

When the light came back to light, Su Yang found himself on a lively street.

Unlike any previous time, this is a bustling street in front of me, the ground of Daqingshi is enough for five or six horses to run in parallel, the pedestrians on both sides of the street are endless, and there are many wine shops and shops, and it is almost impossible to catch up with Bianjing.

The sound of hawkers shouting and buying and selling was heard in my ears, and the smell of bustle wafted in the air, but there was no plot hint in my heart.

Su Yang couldn't help but shake his head and smile secretly, patronizing and talking nonsense to the old man, forgetting to ask about business, and not knowing which copy this was.

But there's no need to worry, his most powerful ability now is not martial arts, but to attract and create trouble.

Where you are, trouble will appear, and you can't hide from it.

Carrying a sword diagonally, wandering casually on the street with his hands behind his back, his head is good, and it shines warmly on his body, making people drowsy.

Su Yang felt that if he gave himself a chair at this time, or rode on a horse by himself, it must be the time when the god jīng was the most relaxed, and maybe he would fall asleep.

If you fall asleep, or just wander in a daze, your martial arts will definitely be discounted.

Some people think that the night is the time when people are most defenseless, but this is not the case.

Most of the men on the rivers and lakes are night owls, and the middle of the night is when the blood in their veins is also the most violent.

If you don't believe it, you go to the tavern, go to the casino, go to the Qinglou to have a look, and look at the men with red faces, red ears, hot blood, and can draw swords and kill people without saying a word.

And after a night of indulgence, the next day, during the day, especially at noon, is the time when it is most difficult for them to mention the god jīng.

Therefore, those who really know how to assassinate, and those who want to assassinate masters, will definitely choose noon.

The sun is shining at noon.

Could it be that there is going to be an assassination on this crowded street?

But in broad daylight, on the grand street, how can an assassination be carried out? It's simply too easy to expose.

A true master assassin will definitely choose the most unlikely place to carry out the assassination.

Assassination is an interesting art that allows a weak person whose martial arts are inferior to the other party to overcome people whose martial arts are much higher than their own.

Once the killer strikes, it must be when you are at your weakest. Therefore, although the killer's martial arts may not be very high, they have the highest success rate in killing. And every killer is a master who knows how to play with people's hearts.

This is a very interesting profession, and Su Yang sometimes thinks that he can actually be a killer.

The rì head is getting higher and higher, and the sunlight is also a little dazzling, Su Yang built a pergola on his eyes with his hand, and looked at it from a distance, there was a very large restaurant on the street in front.

The name of the restaurant is very vulgar, but it is very popular with most people, and the big signboard has four big characters written in gilding: 'Zhuangyuan Restaurant'.

Who doesn't want to be the top spot.

And there are champions in all walks of life, those who read, those who are officials, those who kill people, and those who are bodyguards, and everyone wants to be the champion in their own industry.

Su Yang spent twelve big bucks to buy a bowl of piping hot duck soup from the side of the road, and even bought the bowl together, squatted on the roadside not far from the gold signboard of the champion restaurant with the bowl, leaned against the wall, took off the wine gourd on his waist, squinted at the sun, took a sip of soup, took a sip of wine, and looked very enjoyable.

Several vendors in the vicinity thought they had seen a madman, and moved their stalls into the distance without moving.

If you see a man drinking duck soup that burns his tongue off, and old wine that spices the dead, and has a stupid melt on his face, you will also feel that you have met a madman, and if the madman still has a sword in his hand, you must be able to hide faster than the peddlers.

The hawkers are gone, and there are naturally not many pedestrians on the nearby streets.

"Go well, go well, so as not to hurt the innocent in the fight." Su Yang muttered to himself, and took another sip of porridge.

There is a layer of golden duck fat floating on the duck soup, which does not seem to have a trace of heat, but because the oil is covered, the heat of the soup cannot be dispersed, it is hot, and the tongue is numb.

But not all of them dodged.

Two or three zhang away, there was a person standing behind the gold-lettered signboard of the Zhuangyuan Teahouse, and the yīn shadow of the signboard happened to cover his face. It makes people feel as if his face is forever hidden in the shadow of yīn.

He wore a large blue sermon robe, like a hemp bag that slung loosely over his body.

Maybe there was some weapon hidden under his wide robe? Su Yang smiled and guessed.

Since returning from the last dungeon, Su Yang has often been cranky. Sometimes cranky thinking can make people forget things that they don't need to think about, but can't help but think about.

This kind of thing is not usually very pleasant.

His eyes continued to wander across the street, falling across the road.

There was a vendor selling water chestnuts, and the vendor was very tall, even bloated. The peddler also seemed to be a little afraid of the madman on the other side, and did not dare to look this way.

He kept his head down, and used a small scimitar to scrape the water chestnuts in the basket one by one, and there were already a large number of water chestnuts in the basket that had been scraped open, white and tender, like human flesh.

His fingers are slender and he is skilled with a scimitar.

"Maybe he will sometimes use this knife to kill people, maybe for every person he kills, he will scrape a water chestnut." Su Yang began to think crankily again.

Diagonally opposite the Zhuangyuan Restaurant, there is a very simple wine shop, which only sells wine and does not buy vegetables.

There was only one man in the winery, short and strong, with unkempt hair tied with a white cloth belt and a flat pole beside him, which looked like a coolie.

It is said that in some coastal places in this era, some ronins from Dongying also liked to use a long, thin, and slightly curved knife, and that kind of knife could be hidden in the slightly curved flat shoulder beside him?

Su Yang nodded, feeling that he was getting smarter and smarter.

Then he lowered his head and drank a sip of duck soup, it was still so hot, it was almost scalding.

The sun is groggy and always makes people like to be cranky.

At this moment, his shoulder suddenly sank, and someone slapped himself.

Looking back, it was a young man who looked very lazy at a glance, and he was also smiling, which made people feel even more sleepy. (To be continued.) )